Archipelago 7-9 Georgia-Florida

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Posting from Albuquerque (backtracking)

Mar 24 - 26 GEORGIA-FLORIDA  

Continued from  Archipelago 4-7 Carolinas

Notes from Jekyll Island, Georgia -

Sunday March 24  - Drove through rain leapfrogging SC to Georgia and now at Jekyll island.It's about noon.  The place is impeccably clean and manicured to perfection; no blade of grass is overlooked, no blade of grass is there on it's own volition; nothing wild is allowed - the place is under control. I felt immediately, even as I drove on a road to it, that this island probably is not a place for me, but it was not entirely prohibitive, and I wanted to see the ocean.  

I drove past the convention center going left (north). It's real warm here - which is quite incredible after the cold weather I left behind, and the ocean is beautiful green;  I jumped into the water twice; swam a bit, it's real shallow there, going far out; Water still cold but I got refreshed...

Drove to check out the campsite on the northern end of the island. I liked the island there a bit more; there was a lot more nature there left to be on it's own, but it still was very crowded. 

I looked at the campsite from behind the fence they had separating it from the rest; I knew that this campground might be the only place I'll be able to stay at, since this island was definitely not the one where you can just sleep on a beach; so after driving out and around a bit I decided to check it out. It was nice but they wanted $23 a night and it was packed with people like sardines. ->

Drove away, found a spot at the tip of the island and dried my tent and sleeping bag; then went for a walk on a trail nearby, quite an interesting place...

I walked there for a while and made a few pictures and a video thinking at the same time if I can maybe sleep on a beach there, but this wasn't really a good place for that.  

I spent some time there and then drove off going back to the center of the island to a little store; I wanted to mail a card back home. 

This whole island is about tourism, for people who can spend money; the center of the island is all grand hotels and as you go away from the center they get a bit smaller like this one on the left, and even further you see houses for rent and the place gets a bit more natural as you get to the tips of the island.

So I mailed the card and it's 7:23 pm now and I think I'll try to stick here for the night. 

Drove to the southern part of the island, to the very tip of it. There is a secluded parking lot on the south tip; I think it's a local hangout judging by a few cars and the crowd there. That might be a good spot for the night.  Parked my car in a side corner of the park, and went off on by the shore some decent distance from the car walking on a beach next to a groove (woods/barrens) right by the water - there was nobody there and the tide was coming up - I could sleep off the beach right next to it, behind the protection of the trees under the open sky - - it looked perfect. 

Went back to the car, opened a can, ate, put my sleeping bag, pad, and my knife in a backpack; and went there. It was a really beautiful night with the stars and the moon, and it was warm in the beginning; but some time later on, the wind came from the shore, a real brutal wind and it got real cold. The wind was fierce although there were no clouds at all - it was strange! I got so cold I thought of going back to the car, but the tide was high and I couldn't walk back on the beach to it, so I got up and moved further inland behind the trees that were swaying wildly and found a depression in the ground where the wind didn't reach and slept there till morning; once I got there I was OK and warmed up. 

That was NIGHT 7

Here is a look back from about half way to the spot where I spend the night, and you can see my car between the trees.  The groove of trees and bushes, is pretty dense on the right. 

This walkway on the beach is all covered by the water all the way to the trees at a high tide as you can see

 The groove of trees and bushes, is pretty dense off the beach on the right with tall plants and diverse trees. I settled right behind a tall handsome cypress - there was just a perfect bed of sand between the plants; from there I had a good view of things, but it would be pretty hard to spot me there if somebody went looking.

<-- My sleeping spot is to the right of here

Monday, March 25.  Got up after 7 am. Drove to the center of the island. Tried to work on my laptop next to the Convention center there, the internet access there was not too bad, but doing it from the car just doesn't pan out...  Decided to go. Will try to do it from some library on the way down South.

Good Bye Jekyll Island.  You still have a few good spots. I wonder for how long.

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Drove all the way down south partly on 95, partly getting off it driving 25/17 all the way to Kingsland; it's a town in GA close to Georgia-Florida border - Population 15,913 per Jul 2011 U.S. Census Bureau

Did a bit of work there typing my notes and loaded pictures and video on my laptop, but didn't get too far. It was getting late. Checked their Autistic catalog; asked librarian, an older friendly woman if they had Loud Hands; ended up donating it; asked if I could take a picture of her with the book; she didn't mind. 

<-so here it is:  Thank you Margie Rose!

Getting out of the library, decided to go further south, cross over to Florida and try Little Talbot Island State Park there; it's a park situated off R-1A right on the ocean side.

Got there just before the sunset but the park itself was closed; there was a gate; drove on a road through as the sunset was progressing; it was a village of a kind, real nice, with dwellings spread out far away from each other but close enough, so I couldn't just park the car and go into the park that was on both sides - it was truly beautiful place.

As I drove almost to the end where the boat launch was there was a young ranger parked on a side helping another guy with the boat in a tow; I stopped and asked if there is a place to camp out there. He said No; but told me that I might find some lodging place back in a little town which was about 12 miles back, from where I came, once I cross the bridge. 

 

Coming to the park, I had to cross bay that about maybe 8th of a mile wide. I drove back but stopped to make a few pictures - the sunset was spectacular but I couldn't get to a good spot in time: still here they are:

When I drove back to the bridge - there was a small parking lot right next to it on the left side, some boat launch there; it was empty now. I parked there and walked off in a twilight on the shore; it was quite similar to the place I spend the previous night at Jekyll Island, except it was closer to the road; but the road was very quiet, with just a few cars by now crossing the bridge. I walked for a bit, and then saw a good spot some distance away from the car. Then I went back; packed my sleeping gear into a bag; ate a can of corn; put another layer of warm clothes on, locked my car, I hoped it would be alright there unattended; it wasn't really obvious from the road; and went off by the shore and slept in a groove, nice place but the wind was cold and furious; the second day in a row, with skies as clear as it could be. How is it possible? 

The wind is rising! Cold biting wind.

That was NIGHT 8

Tuesday. March 26  - got up at dawn and drove off in the direction of Tallahassee.



                                                                                                                                              

{what is it about language on my mind? things becoming clearer as I'm training my recorder and my hand to be an extension of my speech. Some day I might listen to my mumbles?}

Archipelago 4-7 Carolinas

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an  island?

Posting from Albuquerque (backtracking)

Mar 21 - 24   CAROLINAs (NC, SC)

Thursday,  Mar 21 -

The Morning of Thursday, Mar 21 (day 4) found me crossing  over the 18 mile bridge over Chesapeake bay and continuing on from Virginia to North Carolina. 

I pulled up to the Toll booth on Virginia side not realizing how long it is, while low on gas; I thought to fill up getting out of the park where I spent the night, but there were no stations on a way. I paid at the toll by EZ Pass, but then asked the woman in the booth how long the bridge was.  
Are you low on gas, she asked - I guess she saw it in my face, or was it experience? Yeah, I said. There is a station 3 miles back there she said, I'll let you turn around and will cancel your fare. OK, I said and went. I've passed this gas station last night on a way to the park but saw that it was more expensive than others, and didn't fill out there thinking I'll find a better one later; now I had to pay for that. That what happens to me when I try to safe money; always does. No matter...

Anyway I filled up, drove back to the toll and across the bridge - the bay is something else with the wind and foam flying, and the white crests of the waves all over on both sides...  And then after the bridge, kept driving, hugging a refuge (but didn't stay there; I wanted to and stopped there, but the road through was unpaved, and mostly just sharp rocks, so I decided to skip) and continued driving towards Kitty Hawk in Carolina by way of R-17, and 158 via Point Harbor.

Kitty Hawk, I think got messed up by Sandy as well, quite a lot of houses facing the shore are abandoned.. It's a ghost town on the northern side facing the beach, but not so bad further south. The Ocean Blvd (R-12) is not yet fully cleared of sand there; I shot video out of the fish eye camera and a few  pix later on - here are couple:

... and then I drove inland via Alligator River National Wildlife Refuge (stopped there on the side off the road and ate lunch while listening to birds, but decided not to venture in and got my bearings to continue to Washington, NC (population 6000+) and go to the library there. 

LIBRARY in Washington, NC -  First island here - AUTISTIC PERSON - at the library met autistic person... a young woman; they also have an autistic person working at the library, but he wasn't there at a time - decided to donate the book... (see pix). 

this is at the Brown Library, it's a public library in Washington, NC.  Terry Rollins, sorry for taking a bad picture.

Running out of time with this loading; it's already 3PM - I need to go soon and get on a road. Nice library but Internet there is slow as molasses. Observation: I'm doing really poorly with more than one task; can't concentrate on writing or anything at all while it's loading! Why?  I've got some ideas (this is for another post later hopefully) ...

It's getting late, decided to check out - decided to stay at a small campsite nearby (Tranter's Creek Resort & Campground)  $21 - a tiny place but i got a nice spot by the water   - 7.5 mph rule strictly enforced by residents. Tiny cabins packed .... Mostly old people, stationary, it's a kind of a senior community place - it's an experience...     Here are a few shots of the place: 


<-This is my spot and my car by the water with the campers in the background; at the sunset just before I set my tent. 

And the other one is a tree by the creek, at the sunset.



(note: the time on the pics is wrongly set on my camera)


My car alarm went off at night for some reason, and by the time I've managed to find the key and stop it, I think the whole campsite was woken up. 

That was my NIGHT 4

Morning was nice, I got up just before dawn  - it was Friday, Mar 22, and I got to the showers early before it got crowded.

When I got out of there it was pretty late, about 2 pm. What was I doing there? Time just went.

Here below is a shot I made in the morning from the spot I was at. I like the lighting there on the trees.

Drove out to Carolina Beach State Park,  going by way of Wilmington. Called from the road to check the campground; they had discount for seniors.   Got there after 8pm, parked on the side of the road because gate was locked. There were already a few cars parked there by the gate in a dark. It was a good spot, and if I wanted I could take my bag and walk over and sleep there in the woods. 

But later on a  woman ranger showed up, letting some people in, and she let me in but wrote me up. Told me to go to marina (they had Marina there) first thing in the morning and pay my fee. It was $15. I drove in - found a spot in a dark away from the other campers, the sites there are sizable and separated from each other by trees and brush; it's pretty decent place.

That was my NIGHT 5

Saturday, Mar 23 started to rain in the morning, right after I made breakfast. Yeap, I made fire and cooked serial.

Then I went to Marina, did my laundry, paid my fee, while it continually drizzled

and decided to go. It was late again when I drove out.



Decided to go inland again; drove to Santee State Park just off I-95 on lake Marion. I think it's already in SC. By the time I got there it was already twilight, but not raining any more, I drove around the campground and found a beautiful spot next to the water somewhat removed from other people. Made fire. Set up tent, that was a mistake, had a smoke, went to sleep, I couldn't see much of the place since it was already dark when I got in, but the feel I got in the twilight was that it's a really nice place - an off beat place, quiet and relaxed.  Unfortunately the weather was not cooperating with me. There was a torrential storm that night and my tent didn't hold water...   

(Observation: it was in a way good that I used the tent, because now I know it's not really good and I need to seal it along all the seams; I'd have to buy that stuff somewhere and do ti. Meanwhile I have taken with me a second even smaller tent just in case, so until this sealing is done, I'd need to use that one.)

I have made no pix at Santee, but I have experimented with my camera recording a video of the fire in the dark, as it burned out to coals; it's quite interesting to watch but it needs editing, so this would have to wait.

That was NIGHT 6

Sunday March 24 -  IT CONTINUED TO POUR in the early morning; Got up at about 7 am knowing rain won't end any time soon; I didn't want to wait just sitting in a wet tent and ending up paying for my short stay, not for that wet experience. Had to get out in the rain and bundle the tent - it was pretty wet inside, my sleeping bags and pads were also semi-wet...Drove out about 7:30 am in a heavy out-pour planning to drive as far as I can South, maybe stopping somewhere at a library.

Ended up driving through rain, leapfrogging SC all the way to Jekyll island, Georgia

Archipelago 3-4-Virginia

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tiny green islands 

in the ocean of concrete -

they are my retreat

Posting from Albuquerque (backtracking)

Mar 20 - 21   VIRGINIA

Wednesday,  Mar 20

After a so-so breakfast off the road in DE, I'm back on the road driving Ocean Hwy R-13 to 

Chincoteaque National Wildlife Refuge, VA   

It's a park right there on a map ->: ocean, bay, swamps, woods, and quite a few people even it is not yet the season. Still quite beautiful and lost of birds. I've spotted a huge eagle overhead while walking a trail - I think it was Golden Eagle; but by the time I remembered that it would be good to take a picture, it was out of reach. I was a bit sleepy there after the previous night, and really just looking for a place to lie down in the sun and vegetate; but I was also at the same time restless, knowing that I need to load videos and pictures and already anticipating all the issues.

Anyway, I have a couple of other pics to liven this page. 

This one is from a little town situated just before the park - their Chamber of Commerce. I stopped there and  asked about the park before driving in, to find out about the fees and then got a bit upset when the woman that came out, said that it was $8 a day; I told her that for this money one should be allowed to stay in the park overnight. I knew they don't allow that, but I just didn't want to go anywhere at this point and was getting aggravated. She started to apologize that it wasn't allowed by their rules! Try to make sense of it, I mean why apologize? Now that, I think, is being nice the NT way, and I rarely get that, so I was a bit disarmed. It was kind of good medicine again.

So I drove to the park, not sure if I'll stay, but the sweet lady told me there were wild horses in the park, and I wanted to see them.  So here (above) is their Chamber of Commerce (it stands on a little rotary island) and somewhere in the other picture (below) all the way in a far back, right in the center are these horses, if you can see them - I've got these horses photographed as they grazed there standing in the water far out, but I think they were too far for my camera. I'm quite sure this is the shot though...

I've got out of there pretty late; I hung there for a while, kind of not sure if I can sneak in after the dark maybe, and sleep there; there were lots of good places there to sleep right in the woods overlooking the water, under the stars, and the weather looked like it would be nice - but I just couldn't find a spot where to leave my car, and I didn't want to get ticketed. Still just before leaving the park, I did my last try and went to the Administration office inside the park and asked the ranger manning the desk straight on, what their policy was on it - and he said they ride around to make sure everybody is gone - so that finally made up my mind to let it go (the idea of staying there for the night). 

When I finally got out of there, it was about 4 pm and just about enough time to drive down south on the peninsula to the next park, which was at the bottom of it on a bay side, and was called  Kiptopeke State Park, right off RT- 13. Now in the state parks, they don't let you sleep in a car, but I knew that the chances they'll ticket the empty car are slim, they don't do it in New York, and besides they had a campground according to the internet; not that I was planning to stay there...

I got there some time later, still with some daylight left to look around, and drove through the park looking for good spots. There were a few but I settled on one near the campground, which was empty but illuminated to some extend by the surrounding lights - the thing I don't like at all; besides I didn't want to be there as it would've made me kind of obligated to pay for staying in the campground, even there was not a soul there and the facilities were closed. 

The spot I found was on the woody side road that led to a trail going straight to wooden stairs descending through the dunes to the beach; quite beautiful, and I could sleep in the woods not far from my car while looking down at the water - just a really great spot. I parked my car there and went down to the beach and walked and ran a bit all the way to the end of the park where private houses stood high on the hills, and then all the way to the other end to the Marina where also the nature trail-head was - that trail was going through some pretty interesting swampy vegetation and some loud wildlife sounding out all over around the trail, just before the dusk; all kinds of sounds.

I walked for a while there; then turned back and walked to my car, just as I thought when the rangers would start driving around, asking people to leave - there were a few cars parked here and there, birders I think mostly. I got there just in time to see the ranger's truck driving off to marina; I didn't want them to give me notice, so I went down the stairs to the beach, walked some distance away from the car, picked a nice spot near water in the dunes, that pretty much made me invisible unless somebody came right up to me, and stretched there. The sun was going down into the water right there and I took a lot of pictures, trying to capture the progression of the dusk and the twilight. That was pretty interesting, so here are few of them:

There was this some kind of a bunker and old ships tied together out there, some distance from the shore; I think it was similar to the bunker I saw in Cape May; here it is just before the dusk  ->

And this one below is right next to the spot where I was resting, concealed from the ranger's eyes by the tall sage grass as the sunset began to change colors. 

They were looking for me, I think up there, and around the marina; I heard their truck stopping, by the sound of it, next to my car, and later I could see through the grass, their truck idling around at marina after everybody left; but they couldn't see me behind the grass where I was; I just sat there making pictures, until they left and it was just as the sun went down.

These two pictures were shot from there - looking at the sun and the water; I shot a series showing the progression, but these two should give an idea of a particular sunset it was.

Then I took my last picture - full moon in the sky that was still day blue - I guess its my favorite -

and walked up the stairs to my car, got my pad and sleeping bag, put another layer of warm close on (it was getting cold) walked to the spot I picked and that 

was NIGHT 3 - at the Kiptopeke State Park.

That night was the best since I left home; with a ripe moon surrounded by the stars looking at me


And in the morning, 
Mar 21, I was up at dawn that was freezing and yet good - here it is (below) - from the car as I drove off early to avoid nonsense.

Looks just like sunset, and yet it's somehow different...


Thursday, March 21, 
On a way to North Carolina crossing Chesapeake bay over the 18 mile bridge and continuing on...

Archipelago 2-3-Delaware-Maryland

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Posting from Safe Haven in Albuquerque (backtracking)


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Mar 19 - 20   DELAWARE-MARYLAND

Tuesday,  Mar 19 - Still in NJ - Drove from Cape May to a ferry crossing to Lewis, DE

Now crossing to Lewis, Delaware - it's a ferry with a sway that is just right - to remind that sea sickness is just a step or few away? Perhaps - it's been a while since last time - I'm not within it, but I feel it; it enters your conscious here and there; an interesting feeling that is both pleasant and sickening - a strange feeling... a bit of something in your diaphragm, or is it in your head, or both, or every cell of you body feels it, and talks...

So crossing, I took pictures and shot some nice video (that needs tons of editing and is not ready), but I don't think at this point I (and this post is from NM, from my scribbled notes, while with limited internet access, and others hands on my time; it will not happen any time soon if ever, as usual :)) because the recollections echoing and reverberating, merging and refracting -  ARE washing like waves onto my shore...

So from my scribbled notes, I haven't yet decided whether to go inland or continue by the coastline...

But getting to the ferry - I had to drive to it; and there was Uncle's Bill's and a good meal, a breakfast you've seen in the previous post, (which is not any more the best by far, as you'll see later), and after, without any rush that comes from pre-planning, (the subject of extreme difficulty and little benefit so often), arriving by about 11 am to the ferry just as it is about to go out. Good Timing ! Always makes you feel good...

The crows (my kin, I've mentioned before) are flying around and the timing - it's all good signs - I feel it, and they quiet me - the anxiety is hiding in hideous corners - is it the confidence that is descending?

When I drove out - as I drove out  (from the ferry), I knew then that I want to go inland, to some small town, and stop at the library and load the pictures and maybe stay there...

From the road: (this reminds me of Levitan paintings!)

I'm trying to figure out my navigation system: using 'waze' on my phone shows me no perspective, the IPad has it, and is much better in that respect, but I have no navigation there - it's static and is using different maps - they don't jive together too well. I struggle to reconcile and need to stop in order to do it - much too often; just as I did somewhere there, and sat looking at the maps until finally (by some curious misunderstanding of the mind, that is puzzling to me now) I picked Georgetown, some space-time inland.  There was a park there - Redden State Park, that I thought may work, to spend a night.

Georgetown, DE population  6524 by the US Census Bureau Jul, 2011.

From my scribbled notes - I'm realizing that it is "insane how many things I need to charge: 1. Voice Recorder, 2. Cannon Camera, 3. Go Pro camera, 4. Ipad, 5. Laptop.  I think I've overburdened myself with that; I think it's not gonna work".  (Yeap, it didn't -  stated on April 1 in NM - Fools Day).

Another scribbled note: "my sleeping bag could be better" - Ha, I'm quite worried about the next night...

Got to Georgetown. Drove through town, snapped a few pictures, telling myself that I got to get into a habit of doing it when I see something that I like.  

{ Update from Safe Haven in Albuquerque two weeks later  -  regarding the above: just as I managed to be almost automatic with it finally, after training my hand to be an extension of my eye, as I did similarly with a voice recorder to be an extension of my speech - I have lost both the recorder and my camera to the weathering elements - open air exposure, sand, as well as my own neglect.  Both of these tools have succumbed to the outdoor exposure they were not accustomed to while maintaining existence inside, under the protection of the walls and mostly out of my hands, and now to my dismay are virtually dead, or are playing possum with me. I have not yet said Kadesh for them, but I think the resuscitation is not possible at this point.  What I'm to do without them, is to be determined...

Anyway, on the subject of acquiring these physical skills -

1.  Of working the recorder automatically without conscious thought by extending the control of all the muscles involved in the production of speech due to a spontaneous thought that I like to comment on to myself, (which I do already when not inhibited by a human presence, unlike NT for whom I believe the presence of other human is usually a catalyst to the act of the invocation of the speech).  This physical extension was resolved to a single push of the button of the recorder in my pocket when I start speaking, and pushing it again when I stop. The task was to achieve the control of it that was as automatic and simultaneous as the production of air by lungs, the movement of the vocal cords, tong, lips, and all other muscles involved in the speech.

2.  Of working the camera automatically by turning my hand holding at what I was looking at, as I walked while shooting video, and additionally pressing the camera button for single photos.

Acquiring these controls, I think may be the closest approximation that adult may undertake to gain personal (direct) understanding  of how controls required for speech production are acquired by children learning to speak, and similarly the control of other movements as they are learned by children and become automatic (not involving conscious thought of control). The methods I used did make use of DTT and ABA in the initial stage and here and there, by slapping myself every time I would forget or by being late, or even interrupting my thought by conscious effort; I have practiced the pushing of the button for quite a time verifying if and when it works until it was crystal clear as if I saw it happening, i.e. the recordings of the mechanical extensions of my body. But then I had to practice LET GO, which simply is trusting yourself that it will happen while not thinking about it (as you mostly do when you walk, unless of course you are walking on a narrow beam high above the ground, and you are not a rope walker)

I think this whole experiment deserves a separate post,  regarding the applicability of DTT as well as ABA to teaching  language and similar physical controls - how and when these methods may be of use; and arising, based on my own experience, to a critique of the apparent overuse of these two methods at the expense of all else, effectively leading nowhere or becoming a hindrance and an obstacle to the objective of learning. } 

But to continue with the story - Drove through the town, and then reset my navigation and went to check Redden State forest and see if can stay there overnight...

I didn't stay in Redden State Park; It's overdone with all kind of the official and maintenance structures and vehicles, etc. that so often invade the parks, and of course was inhibiting; the side roads were roped, the main area watchful for trespassers -"Be aware of tow away". Drove around looking for a quiet place out of sight to park a car - a couple of marginal spots, but not really! It's always good to find those spots up front, just in case... Drove to town, went to the library.

Here is the note I made then:

drove from Cape May to a ferry crossing to Lewis, DE (made a few video of the crossing - links to youtube to be loaded. I'm running out of time in this library (Georgetown, DE). Now going to check if they have "Loud Hands"?... 

Now they do: presented to Bonnie Bly Elliot, Asst. Dir. - courtesy of ANI.

GOOD PEOPLE!



Coming out - decided to go back to the shore - a little state park close to DE border with Maryland, called  Fenwick Island State Park off R-1, and take my chances there.

Fenwick - a long story short, it's a tiny park on the ocean front between all the commercial upkeep - I tucked my car in a far corner next to a small shack facing the beach, hoping for the best, but I had premonitions... Surely got woken up by a cop around 1am; got politely denied; went driving south; decided to go inland to a small park that popped up on my Ipad maps - Pocomoke River State Forest- On a way there, while in the Ocean City, got pulled over by an unmarked cop; he followed me for about a mile before stopping; asked a lot of questions; the more he asked the more suspicious he got, as I got less cohesive; eventually he let me go, wrote me a warning; apparently I didn't have my lights all the way. 

I got to Pocomoke at about 2:30am, they had a campsite there self serve, but I SAW IT WAS ALL ILLUMINATED, SO I just tucked my car off the park road into a nice dark quiet spot, and went to sleep in a car; looking through the open window at the stars and the reclining half moon on her back. That night was SPECTACULAR!

Got up at 6:30 am with the first light.  This is  Pocomoke River State Forest in Maryland  

Drove to the ranger station (see pic) Took a hot shower, shaved, brushed, etc. Feels Good! 


Set up my Fish Eye camera on the dash board and pulled out. Had a so so breakfast at a little diner off the road. I should remember not to eat at places like that - better to drive into some little town in the early morning and look for a place where locals congregate... 


Here is my parting shot leaving the park:

So in retrospect, this NIGHT Mar 19-20, my second night on a road was quite interesting - on that same night I've managed to sleep in two states, and had two cops chasing me out!
Not bad ...

Next driving on Ocean Hwy R-13 to Chincoteaque National wildlife Refuge, VA.